🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Thousandfold - Eluveitie

 Thousandfold
 
 Sprinkled by  trappings
 Of words that make  outlines
 Blur on the  that made history
 The folk  willed
 To parrot the dished  tale
 The lure of a  meaning
 
  you had to create
 An  stereotype
 To retrieve your 
 A forthy  excuse for your foray
 To disengage  the deeps
 of your 
 
 Behold
  our gold
 Thousandfold
 Bereave me!
 Declined
 Truths ensign
 Forever mine!
 Bereave me!
 
 March  with ten legions
 Whilst the  weapon's not he pillum
 But the feather held in  hand
  in blood
 Your  tales rule the forum
  it into the battlefield
 
 I,  spectral guise
 Evoking these  fears
  your conscript fathers
 I smile at my demise and  I die
 I cherish the roots of my